Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 709

Wu Sangui was able to make small moves behind Song Qingshu's back, and Song Qingshu could also use the same way to give back to him. The Dashun Army, which had been silent for some days, once again took up the banner of resistance, and this time, the huge Huguang responded. The momentum is like a prairie fire.

The 21 troops broke out from Mount Wu, and did not directly attack Jingzhou. Instead, they went north along the Yangtze River and went south. Yunyang and Junzhou went down to the city in one day. Gucheng and Fancheng Pass were also taken down one after another. On January [-]th, before the atmosphere of Chinese New Year dissipated, Xiangyang City was besieged once again.

There is still a special feeling for the Dashun army here. Li Zicheng, the main force of the court who defeated Sun Chuanting and Zuo Liangyu one after another, issued the slogan here that he would not pay food when the king came, and then marched into the Central Plains in one fell swoop, almost securing the world. This can be regarded as the first capital of the Dashun Army.

It's beyond the reach of the whip, Song Qingshu's help to the remaining troops of this invading army is actually very limited, even under the city of Xiangyang, Li Guogao's subordinates still don't even have a neat military uniform, and there are still many weapons in their hands. It was left over from Li Zicheng's time, but the vigor of this army is incomparable to even the ten divisions who are begging for a living number.

On January [-], Xiangyang.

The six gates were dismantled from Gucheng, and the old copper cannon was the only siege weapon. The army stood in a messy formation, dressed in commoner clothes, carrying axes, sickles, and even hoes. His eyes were staring straight ahead as if they were burning with a ghostly fire.

Admiral Li Benshen was not reconciled to being directly surrounded in the city, and fell into a passive position. He searched for the mine monitoring army, Xiangyang, and the defenders of Chengtian Mansion. He also had more than 3 soldiers and horses, and more than 4000 cavalry. It appeared on the face of General Guan Ning.

Arrogantly raising his sword, Li Benshen ordered in disdain: "Attack, kill all these mud legs!"

The Manchus who were still stranded in Huguang became cannon fodder at this time, wearing heavy armor and carrying a heavy simple knife, walking fiercely at the forefront of the army formation, with Mongolian light cavalry on both wings, [-] troops lined up like a wall The formation, under Li Benshen's yelling, came over heavily.

Even if it is Fucheng these days, the defenders are only seven or eight hundred at most, and Wu Sangui's heavy taxation makes the miserable people of Huguang actively open the city and surrender. Basically, once the army attacks, the inside is in chaos, but today , against Wu Sangui's regular army, and the presence of Mongolian cavalry, Song Yongzhong, who was following in front of the army and supervising the formation, was a little worried, and turned his head to ask Li Guo.

"Commander Li, Wu's bandits are coming in menacing ways. How about we take shelter for a while? Now that the momentum is strong enough and Xiangyang is besieged, it's enough to cause Wu Sangui's army to be in a state of confusion. If the brothers who break into the army here suffer too much damage, my commander-in-chief will also I am the one to blame."

"Hehe, did you hear that, the general of the begging army looks down on our brothers!"

It was also a two-meter-long long-handled sword that resisted on his shoulders, but Li Guo laughed and spread his hands around, a lot of messy laughter came over one after another, just like watching a big drama, the simple faces of peasant soldiers Turning around, there was a haughty look in his eyes.

The distance between the two armies was only more than 300 meters. In order to maintain the formation, the Wu army did not charge, but slowly approached with shouts. The arrogant one didn't even send archers. Seeing that the army had already approached about 50 meters, Under Song Yongzhong's worried eyes, Li Guo, who was carrying a sword, suddenly kicked his horse to the front of the Chuang army.

A roar like rolling thunder sounded in front of the dull army.

"What about the former official dog!"

"Break into his mother!"

The crude weapons were lifted up like a jungle, and the honest expressions on the faces of the soldiers who had just put down their hoes a few days ago retreated instantly, replaced by a lion-like ferocity, and the religious fanaticism rendered everyone A person's face.

"Come on! King Chuang is here and won't pay the food!"

"No pay!"

Even if he still doesn't admit Song Qingshu's ruling position, Li Guo also knows the banner of Chuangjun, and I'm afraid he won't be able to fight for a long time. Li Guo is also the first to shout the most famous slogan of King Chuang and draw his horse. He rushed to the neat Wu army formation on the opposite side, and followed him closely. Countless ragged soldiers also roared and charged, and the yellow army formation flew out like a sandstorm in an instant.

To be honest, in Song Yongzhong's eyes, the attack by Li Guogao Yigong and others has no technique at all, it is completely the swarming tactics of the peasant army back then. However, what moved him was everyone's fanaticism. Going to fight against the hail of bullets is like the joy of going to the autumn harvest.

The true contempt for death!
In such a heroic roar, even Wu Jun was a little shocked, and the Manjun army at the front stood up in shock, pointing the densely packed knives and guns obliquely, but Li Guo didn't see that kind of forest of knives, mountains and guns, and he took the lead in a furious rush. Hit hard.

The sound of puffing blood, the heavy simple knife, and the sharp spear made countless holes in the horse's body, but the whipped frenzied horse also plunged into the crowd fiercely, crashing into the road, and some cavalry directly Then the mounts were pierced through, and some of them fell out fiercely. Seeing that Li Guo was gone, his heart skipped a beat. Standing on the saddle, Song Yongzhong hurriedly looked over.

In the next second, a bloody whirlwind blew up in the Wu army, rolling three times in the crowd, and the Pu Dao, which had been sharpened countless times before leaving, was lifted from the ground, and several thighs whirled around amidst screams and flew up.

Li Benshen's front line suddenly became messy.

At this time, the soldiers who followed behind rushed to the front of the army with shouts, and grabbed Wu Jun's armor with their big mud-stained hands and pulled them out of the army. In the fierce conflict, hundreds of Chuangjun were slashed by long knives and pierced by sharp guns, but even if their intestines were exposed, that Chuangjun would still hug one of them and roll down fiercely before dying. One bite on Wu Jun's throat.

For [-] years across the Central Plains, he has not been wiped out by the government army time and time again.

"Steady! Those who retreat will be cut! Cavalry, outflank!"

The former army actually collapsed, and the fleeing Manchus also knocked into the Han Eight Banners of the Chinese army and began to mess up. It was unbelievable. Holding a big knife, Li Benshen screamed bitterly. In his roar, hundreds of relatives The soldiers came forward to supervise the battle with their swords in their hands. On both sides, the Mongolian cavalry were also preparing to charge in astonishment.

Who knew that one step earlier than them, the rushing cavalry had already entangled on both sides.

The Battle of Yancheng in Yue Fei staged the ultimate tragic confrontation between China and the nomads, and it also explained China's unyielding. Now the Chuangjun has inherited this unyielding, and the Chuangjun with a big sword broke into the Mongolian army fiercely. , The cavalry was chopped up, and the horse's leg was chopped down, killing blood and flesh.

Even in Song Yongzhong's binoculars, he saw a Chuangjun who was knocked down by a war horse, half of his body was left in the trampling, and he was still holding on to the horse's leg, and finally dragged the group of war horses to collapse, and the next Chuangjun Stepping forward, he killed the fearful Mongolian cavalry with one blow.

So brave, so reckless, if you don't win, it's too much for heaven!This is no longer a fight, but a desperate effort!Under such a fanatical attack, Li Benshen's Chinese army also collapsed after fighting for 8 to [-] minutes.

Even with good swords and guns, good leather armor and iron armor, they are just living on a meager military salary, and many of them are even soldiers with no military salary. When encountering such a desperate lunatic, Who can fight? The Wu army of 3 people fell apart in an instant, crying and fleeing in all directions.

Long before the army formation collapsed, Li Benshen had already retreated first. With five or six hundred elite cavalry, he ran into the suspension bridge in embarrassment. It also screamed in a panic and terribly.

"Pull the suspension bridge and close the city gate!"

A few thick iron chains creaked and creaked, and hundreds of city gate soldiers exhausted all their strength to pull up the suspension bridge. On the suspension bridge, dense crowds rolled down from the top like gourds. Knowing how many fell into the moat, and Wu Jun, who was desperate, jumped onto the suspension bridge screaming in horror, and the sound of falling into the water was like dumplings.

The [-] army lost only [-] in an hour, and it was considered a breather. Li Benshen climbed up the city wall again, looked down, and suddenly felt dizzy.

It's not just about breaking into the army. I heard that there are countless villagers from ten miles and eight villages in the battle with the Wu army. There are also miners who have escaped. They are so densely packed that they don't know how many layers. Looking around, their own soldiers are everywhere. He was knocked off his horse, and surrounded by tens of hundreds of people while crying in horror. The screams were everywhere. Watching this scene, Li Benshen had another layer of sweat on his forehead.

A moment later, Hai Dongqing, the kite that had been coming out of Liaodong, also neighed in fear, and flew eastward.

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"Trash! Everyone should be killed!"

Amidst the clattering sound, Li Benshen's memorial was torn to pieces, Wu Sangui's face was distorted like a pig's liver, and he threw the scraps of paper viciously, falling to the ground like snowflakes.

Wu Zhimao, Ma Bao, Wang Fuchen Wang Xu and other important generals of the Wu army all had pale faces and knelt on the ground trembling.

Not only was Xiangyang besieged, the miners on Tianmen provoked an unknown number of rebels, Jingzhou was in a hurry, Zhongxiang was in a hurry, Wuchang was in a hurry, Changsha was in a hurry, Hengzhou was in a hurry, and Baoqing was in a hurry. In short, the huge Huguang is no longer full of smoke. , Instead, there is fire everywhere, and the two supply lines from Changsha and Wuchang to Jiangxi are almost paralyzed.

What it was like to be besieged by Xiang Yu back then, is what it is like to be Wu Sangui now.

Seeing that Wu Sangui was like an ant on a hot pot, almost crying, Wang Fuchen kowtowed heavily.

"My lord, let's retreat! If we don't retreat, it will be too late!"

Hearing these words, Wu Sangui's wolf-like eyes showed fierceness again.

(End of this chapter)